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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:12 pm
««««{{Enter Bartleby}}»»»» «««« Freedom is like a sin»»»» » » »» Bartleby stopped looking at the clock. Trying to focus on Aangie and the piano to forget about time. But that didn't really make things any easier on him.
There was a lot of sheet music on the piano, he was thinking about what to play later. 'I'm sure everybody is sick of Peter and the Wolf by now... I'm always humming it or playing it.' And then he thought of another song, Moonlight Sonata. Another one of his favorites, even if it did bring him a feeling of heavy sorrow.
'Or maybe I could torture the girls with my horrid singing voice.' He chuckled in his mind. But he'd never do such a thing unless it was needed. His voice was actually nice and mellow when he spoke, unlike when he sings. He remembered when he first tried singing. Some of the other dolls would make fun of him and say that he'd "break all of the glass, even outside the dollhouse!" He just laughed and kept going.
Bartleby ended up looking back at the clock. '4:35 PM! Not much longer!' He wanted to scream at the time to hurry the hell up. Unable to take much more of standing behind Aangie and the piano. ««««Please, give me my sin!»»»» «««« {{Exit Bartleby}}»»»»
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:28 pm
 ๓๏รђเ~+~คlєς
“No!” the shout echoed in the halls as the dark haired male ran through them, the blonde boy chasing after him. Moshi ran into the playroom, slamming the door shut, leaning against it. “Moshi! Open the damn door!” Alec yelled, the boy closing his eyes tightly. “No! They’re mine!” he shouted, clicking the lock on the door, the other slamming against it to try and get in. He moved to the dollhouse, looking through it, finding all the small figures. He gathered all of them into his arms, holding them against him as he backed up.
Alec managed to open the door easily by picking the lock, stepping towards his younger brother with a wide grin. “Come on, Moshi… I just wanna use one…” he urged, the boy shooting a glare at him with bright green eyes. “No!” he shouted, the other charging at him, Moshi ducking under his arm, running to the dollhouse, curling beside it. “You’re no fun…” Alec muttered, kicking his younger brother in the side as he stepped out.
Moshi let out a low sigh as he moved to sit up straight, looking at the dolls before fixing their clothing and hair, setting them in the individual rooms of the doll house. “Sorry guys..” he murmured, setting them all down before standing straight, “You know how Alec gets…” He always talked to the dolls, he was the only one who still liked them… he was the reason they were still in one piece.
l๏שє ๓є~ђคtє ๓є
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:39 pm
««««{{Enter Bartleby}}»»»» «««« Freedom is like a sin»»»» » » »» During that could-have-been horrific scence, Bartleby's mind had gone wild. He kept thinking, 'Oh God, I'm gonna die.' But luckly he did not. If only he could thank Moshi and just give Alec a piece of his damned mind.
He thought of the other dolls. He really hoped they were okay, and he couldn't wait to talk and comfort any of them about what had just happened. 'They better be alright!' ««««Please, give me my sin!»»»» «««« {{Exit Bartleby}}»»»»
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:48 pm
-Rytugo stared intently at Moshi-
Thinking to himself ~ Its wonderful to have an ally out there. Out there, wonder what it is, are these creatures bound like us..
He pondered to himself widely from the posistion he had been placed in by Moshi ~ Darn kid, swords poking me in the a**, I wish youd move the thing! ~ hoping for night fall soon, tiring of the severe staleness of immobility.
~ Yes Moshi, I know ~ -wishing he could actualy respond to moshi- ~ Alec, such a foul creature Id love to reach up and smack him one good one if I was his size.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:54 pm
Oliver -Sighs- "Good Lord those kids, never get along. ALEC, MOSHI! come in here this isntant"
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:57 pm
๓๏รђเ~+~คlєς
Moshi stared at the figures, looking to the only wooden doll that was carved, soon kneeling before the house. He lifted the doll in his hands, stroking his fingers over the wooden doll’s face. He remembered naming all the dolls when he was younger, yet he could barely even remember them now. He position the doll to stand, leaning him against a wall, patting his head. His attention was then to the only other male doll in the house, lifting him up and fixing his hair. “You’re lucky… I’m sure Alec was planning on taking you this time…” he murmured, sitting him on a couch in the living area.
He stood straight then, looking to the door of the playroom, sighing softly. “See you later guys…” he muttered. He moved to the door, closing it softly behind him, leaning against the door. He moved slowly down the hall, stopped when the other’s arm blocked his path. Moshi stared at Alec, “I don’t see why you like those things… they’re just crap…” The two looked up at the call of his father. The two ran down the stairs then, stopping before their father.
l๏שє ๓є~ђคtє ๓є
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:03 pm
Rytogu ~ Hellfire, Oliver always gets me shaking, that harsh booming voice of his pierces my ears like a kunai I wonder what Bartleby thinks of all this, and gosh would I love to hear his music right now, questionable singing talent or not, I still adore it ~ Rytogu had become rather fond of Bartleby's nightly singing, it was like the sunrise and sunset, something that was part of life, and made it beautiful, structure it was one of the few things he had left to hang onto.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:06 pm
Oliver Oliver glanced over as the two boys walked into the Main room "Boys, whats the problem?" he hissed almost mutely
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:07 pm
Samantha
Samantha came out of her room wearing her pretty little dress that she had just bot. It was a blue one that was pretty fluffy and what made her leave her room was all of the noise. So, she came out to watch her two brothers head out and down stairs. Because, father had called them and she couldn't help but giggle at them. How her father called them not her because, she was such a little angel. She came out into the hall carrying a blanket with her which, was her security blanket. Before, she turned into the play room and her deep blue eyes landed on the doll house with a smirk.
Why was she happy? Because, she had the doll house to herself. Plus, she found it unfair that Moshi wouldn't let her play with them. Wasn't he too old for dolls now and wasn't he a boy? Were boys aloud to play with dolls? Samantha shrugged as she opened the doll house and sat in front of it. "Who to dress up today?" She said looking at all of the dolls.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:09 pm
««««{{Enter Bartleby}}»»»» «««« Freedom is like a sin»»»» » » »» Bartleby would have started shaking at once if he could move when he heard what Moshi had said. That would have been so horrible! Well, it would be horrible for any of the dolls. And he kept wondering if they were all alright.
'What about Olivia...? Rytogu? God, why did I think of Olivia first...' He started thinking of the song Peter and the Wolf to hopefully calm his rattled nerves. And then he saw Samantha...'She better not dress me up.' ««««Please, give me my sin!»»»» «««« {{Exit Bartleby}}»»»»
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:11 pm
Olivia shuddered as the little girl came into view. She was so grateful to Moshi for having put her clothes back on and put her in her room. "By the way -" she wondered, "How did he know which room is mine? Is it some sort of instinctive knowledge about the dolls' personalities and preferences? But he doesn't know that we're alive, does he? And yet, I just feel that he understands us some how. He is our friend and our protector." How she wished that she could help the young boy who was so kind to them all ...
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:12 pm
๓๏รђเ~+~คlєς
Moshi stared down at the floor as Alec smirked, "Moshi wont share the dolls." Moshi pushed Alec, causing the other to slap him upside the back of his head. "He's trying to blow them up with the firecrackers!" Moshi shouted, Alec pushing him. "I'm not doing anything...."
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:23 pm
Samantha
Samantha hummed a little as she looked at all of the dolls before she picked up Bartleby. Inspecting him a little until she set him on her blanket and also gathered Olivia. Nodding she carried them in her blanket and headed downstairs. Looking at them in her blanket and she smiled. "Let eat some ice cream together!" She said with a giggle as she walked passed her brothers and into the kitchen.
Obviously, what she meant by ice cream was she was going to smoother them in ice cream.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:26 pm
Oliver -glaring harshly at the two boys, he knew his sons all too well- "Look here Alec I could reconize that malicious smirk anytime, for ******** sake son, I just bought the things a month ago. Moshi, now, I've talked to you about this before, there just toys, I know he shouldnt be breaking them like that. He'll grow up one day. WON'T YOU SON? Though you still gotta learn to share. Toys can be replaced. If I get any more lip out of every one of you boys tonight, Imma tan me some hides, Got it? ~ If only thier mother was still with us.. ~ "You two get out of my sight before I decide to whip you both here and now" ~ How I miss you Ammy, Alec is a mean creatin, Moshi I too much of a softie, I don't know what to do anymore. ~ -Oliver let out a sigh as Alec and Moshi left the room-
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:26 pm
««««{{Enter Bartleby}}»»»» «««« Freedom is like a sin»»»» » » »» 'Goodness...' Bartleby thought, 'Isn't it almost time for dinner...? I need some peace and quiet after all of that! And this! Put me back right now missy!' For once he wanted to be back in the dollhouse.
Now that he thought about it, he didn't really feel like playing the piano at all tonight. He just wanted to talk and nothing more... If only he could just once start a deep conversation! ««««Please, give me my sin!»»»» «««« {{Exit Bartleby}}»»»»
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